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Junto al Jordán
Author: Dimas Planas Belfort Hymnal: El Himnario #59 (1998) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Junto al Jordán se oye el clamor Topics: Adviento; Adviento; Advent Scripture: John 1:29 Languages: Spanish Tune Title: PUER NOBIS
Junto al Jordán
Junto al Jordán
Author: Dimas Planas Belfort Hymnal: El Himnario Presbiteriano #59 (1999) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Junto al Jordán se oye el clamor Lyrics: 1 Junto al Jordán se oye el clamor
de Juan Bautista, el precursor.
Anuncia que ya viene aquél
que habrá de ser nuestro Emanuel.
2 Recto ha de ser el proceder
del pueblo que aspira a ser
del templo de su habitación
y objecto de su redención.
3 Cual nuestra sola redención
te acoje nuestro corazón,
pues sin tu gracia, oh Salvador,
fallece cual marchita flor.
4 Rescátanos ya del sufrir;
no nos permitas sucumbir.
Y que tu esplendorosa faz
al mundo alumbre y traga paz.
5 Jesús que viene con virtud
y cuyo adviento trae salud,
el Padre y el Consolador
reciban gloria, prez y honor. Topics: Adviento; Adviento Scripture: John 1:29 Languages: Spanish Tune Title: PUER NOBIS
Junto al Jordán
Great God, to thee my voice I raise
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HV (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Great God, to thee my voice I raise,
To thee my youngest hours belong:
I would begin my life with praise,
Till growing years improve the song.
’Tis to thy sovereign grace I owe
That I was born on Christian ground;
Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,
And words of sweet salvation sound.
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I would not change my native land
For rich Peru, with all her gold:
A nobler prize lies in my hand
Than east or western Indies hold.
How do I pity those that dwell
Where ignorance and darkness reign!
They know no heaven—they fear no hell—
That endless joy—that endless pain.
Thy glorious promises, O Lord,
Kindle my hopes and my desire:
While all the preachers of thy word
Warn me t’ escape eternal fire.
Thy praise shall still employ my breath,
Since thou hast mark’d my way to heaven,
Nor will I run the road to death,
And waste the blessings thou hast given.
Languages: English
Great God, to thee my voice I raise
Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HVI (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace,
And not to chance as others do,
That I was born of Christian race,
And not a heathen, or a Jew.
What would the ancient Jewish kings
And Jewish prophets once have given,
Could they have heard these glorious things
Which Christ reveal’d and brought from heaven!
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How glad the Heathens would have been,
That worshipp’d idols, wood, and stone,
If they the book of God had seen,
Or Jesus and his gospel known!
Then, if the Gospel I refuse,
How shall I e’er lift up mine eyes?
For all the Gentiles and the Jews
Against me will in judgment rise.
Languages: English
Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace
There is a God that reigns above
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HX (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
There is a God that reigns above,
Lord of the heavens, and earth, and seas:
I fear his wrath, I ask his love,
And with my lips I sing his praise.
There is a law which he has writ,
To teach us all what we must do:
My soul, to his commands submit,
For they are holy, just, and true.
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There is a Gospel of rich grace,
Whence sinners all their comforts draw:
Lord, I repent, and seek thy face,
For I have often broke thy law.
There is an hour when I must die,
Nor do I know how soon ‘twill come:
A thousand children, young as I,
Are call’d by death to hear their doom.
Let me improve the hours I have,
Before the day of grace is fled:
There’s no repentance in the grave,
No pardon offer’d to the dead.
Just as a tree cut down, that fell
To north or southward, there it lies,
So man departs to heaven or hell,
Fix’d in the state wherein he dies.
Languages: English
There is a God that reigns above
Why should I say, “‘Tis yet too soon
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXIII (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Why should I say, "'Tis yet too soon Lyrics:
Why should I say, “‘Tis yet too soon
“To seek for heaven or think of death?”
A flower may fade before ‘tis noon,
And I this day may lose my breath.
If this rebellious heart of mine
Despise the gracious calls of Heaven,
I may be harden’d in my sin,
And never have repentance given.
What if the Lord grow wroth, and swear,
While I refuse to read and pray,
That he’ll refuse to lend an ear
To all my groans another day!
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What if his dreadful anger burn,
While I refuse his offer’d grace,
And all his love to anger turn,
And strike me dead upon the place!
’Tis dangerous to provoke a God!
His power and vengeance none can tell:
One stroke of his almighty rod
Shall send young sinners quick to hell.
Then ‘twill for ever be in vain
To cry for pardon or for grace;
To wish I had my time again,
Or hope to see my Maker’s face.
Languages: English
Why should I say, “‘Tis yet too soon
O 'tis a lovely thing for youth
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXV (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
O ‘tis a lovely thing for youth
To walk betimes in wisdom’s way;
To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
That we may trust to all they say!
But liars we can never trust,
Though they should speak the thing that’s true;
And he that does one fault at first,
And lies to hide it, makes it two.
Have we not known, nor heard, nor read
How God abhors deceit and wrong?
How Ananias was struck dead,
Caught with a lie upon his tongue?
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So did his wife Sapphira die,
When she came in, and grew so bold
As to confirm that wicked lie,
Which just before her husband told.
The Lord delights in them that speak
The words of truth; but every liar
Must have his portion in the lake
That burns with brimstone and with fire.
Then let me always watch my lips,
Lest I be struck to death and hell,
Since God a book of reckoning keeps
For every lie that children tell.
Languages: English
O 'tis a lovely thing for youth
Angels, that high in glory dwell
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXIX (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Angels, that high in glory dwell,
Adore thy Name, Almighty God!
And devils tremble down in hell,
Beneath the terrors of thy rod.
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And yet how wicked children dare
Abuse thy dreadful, glorious Name!
And when they’re angry, how they swear,
And curse their fellows, and blaspheme!
How will they stand before thy face,
Who treated thee with such disdain,
While thou shalt doom them to the place
Of everlasting fire and pain?
Then never shall one cooling drop
To quench their burning tongues be given;
But I will praise thee here, and hope
Thus to employ my tongue in heaven.
My heart shall be in pain to hear
Wretches affront the Lord above:
’Tis that great God whose power I fear,
That heavenly Father whom I love.
If my companions grow profane,
I’ll leave their friendship when I hear
Young sinners take thy Name in vain,
And learn to curse, and learn to swear.
Languages: English
Angels, that high in glory dwell
Why should our garments, made to hide
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXII (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Why should our garments, made to hide
Our parents’ shame, provoke our pride?
The art of dress did ne’er begin
Till Eve our mother learnt to sin.
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When first she put the covering on,
Her robe of innocence was gone;
And yet her children vainly boast
In the sad marks of glory lost.
How proud we are! how fond to shew
Our clothes, and call them rich and new,
When the poor sheep and silkworms wore
That very clothing long before!
The tulip and the butterfly
Appear in gayer coats than I:
Let me be dress’d fine as I will,
Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.
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Then will I set my heart to find
Inward adornings of the mind:
Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace,
These are the robes of richest dress.
No more shall worms with me compare,
This is the raiment angels wear:
The Son of God, when here below,
Put on this blest apparel too.
It never fades, it ne’er grows old,
Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould:
It takes no spot, but still refines;
The more ‘tis worn, the more it shines.
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In this on earth would I appear,
Then go to heaven, and wear it there:
God will approve it in his sight;
’Tis his own work, and his delight.
Languages: English
Why should our garments, made to hide
Lord, how delightful ‘tis to see
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXVIII (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Lord, how delightful 'tis to see Lyrics:
Lord, how delightful ‘tis to see
A whole assembly worship thee!
At once they sing, at once they pray;
They hear of heaven, and learn the way.
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I have been there, and still would go
’Tis like a little heaven below!
Not all my pleasure and my play
Should tempt me to forget this day.
O write upon my memory, Lord,
The text and doctrines of thy Word,
That I may break thy laws no more,
But love thee better than before!
With thoughts of Christ and things divine
Fill up this foolish heart of mine:
That, hoping pardon through his blood,
I may lie down, and wake with God.
Languages: English
Lord, how delightful ‘tis to see
Love God with all your soul and strength
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXXII (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Love God with all your soul and strength.
With all your heart and mind;
And love your neighbor as yourself:
Be faithful, just, and kind.
Deal with another as you’d have
Another deal with you:
What you’re unwilling to receive,
Be sure you never do.
Languages: English
Love God with all your soul and strength
Be you to others kind and true
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXXI (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Be you to others kind and true,
As you’d have others be to you;
And never do nor say to men
Whate’er you would not take again.
Languages: English
Be you to others kind and true
Hosanna to king David’s son
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXXIII (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Hosanna to king David's son Lyrics:
Hosanna to king David’s son,
Who reigns on a superior throne!
We bless the Prince of heavenly birth,
Who brings salvation down to earth.
Let every nation, every age,
In this delightful work engage;
Old men and babes in Sion sing
The growing glories of her King!
Languages: English
Hosanna to king David’s son
To God the Father, God the Son
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXXVI (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Languages: English
To God the Father, God the Son
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #D1 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom earth and heaven adore,
Be glory, as it was of old,
Is now, and shall be evermore.
AMEN.
Topics: Doxologies Languages: English
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Prov. 6:6-12: Ye indolent and slothful! rise
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R12 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ye indolent and slothful! rise Lyrics:
Ye indolent and slothful! rise,
View the ant’s labours, and be wise;
She has no guide to point her way,
No ruler chiding her delay:
Yet see with what incessant cares
She for the winter’s storm prepares;
In summer she provides her meat,
And harvest finds her store complete.
But when will slothful man rise?
How long shall sleep seal up his eyes?
Sloth more indulgence still demands;
Sloth shuts the eyes, and folds the hands.
But mark the end; want shall assail,
When all your strength and vigour fail;
Want, like an armed man, shall rush
The hoary head of age to crush.
Scripture: Proverbs 6:6-12 Languages: English
Prov. 6:6-12: Ye indolent and slothful! rise
Eccles. 9:4,5,6,10: As long as life its term extends
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R15 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: As long as life its term extends Lyrics:
As long as life its term extends,
Hope’s blest dominion never ends;
For while the lamp holds on to burn,
The greatest sinner may return.
Life is the season God both giv’n
To fly from hell, and rise to heav’n;
That day of grace fleets fast away,
And none its rapid course can stay.
The living know that they must die;
But all the dead forgotten lie:
Their mem’ry and their name is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown.
Their hatred and their love is lost,
Their envy buried in the dust;
They have no share in all that’s done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.
Then what thy thoughts design to do,
Still let thy bands with might pursue;
Since no device nor work is found,
Nor wisdom underneath the ground.
In the cold grave, to which we haste,
There are no acts of pardon past:
But fixed the doom of all remains,
And everlasting silence reigns.
Scripture: Ecclesiastes 9:4-6 Languages: English
Eccles. 9:4,5,6,10: As long as life its term extends
Matth. 26:26-29: 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R35 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know Lyrics:
’Twas on that night, when doomed to know
The eager rage of ev’ry foe,
That night in which he was betrayed,
The Saviour of the world took bread:
And, after thanks and glory giv’n
To him that rules in earth and heav’n,
That symbol of his flesh he broke,
And thus to all his foll’wers spoke:
My broken body thus I give
For you, for all; take, eat, and live;
And oft the sacred rite renew,
That brings my wondrous love to view.
Then in his hands the cup he raised,
And God anew he thanked and praised;
While kindness in his bosom glowed,
And from his lips salvation flowed:
My blood I thus pour forth, be cries,
To cleanse the soul in sin that lies;
In this the covenant is sealed,
And Heav’n’s eternal grace revealed.
With love to man this cup is fraught,
Let all partake the sacred draught;
Through latest ages let it pour,
In mem’ry of my dying hour.
Scripture: Matthew 26:26-29 Languages: English
Matth. 26:26-29: 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know
Heb. 4:14-16: Where high the heav'nly temple stands
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R58 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Where high the heav'nly temple stands Lyrics:
Where high the heav’nly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears,
The guardian of mankind appears.
He who for men their surety stood,
And poured on earth his precious blood,
Pursues in heav’n his mighty plan,
The Saviour and the friend of man.
Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth a brother’s eye;
Partaker of the human name,
He knows the frailty of our frame.
Our fellow-suff’rer yet retains
A fellow-feeling of our pains;
And still remembers in the skies
His tears, his agonies, and cries.
In ev’ry pang that tends the heart,
The Man of sorrows had a part;
He sympathizes with our grief,
And to the suff’rer sends relief.
With boldness, therefore, at the throne,
Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aids of heav’nly pow’r
To help us in the evil hour.
Scripture: Hebrews 4:14-16 Languages: English
Heb. 4:14-16: Where high the heav'nly temple stands
The spacious firmament on high
Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #H2 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav’ns, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Th’ unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator’s pow’r display;
And publishes to ev’ry land
The work of an Almighty hand.
Soon as the ev’ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale.
And, nightly to the list’ning earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;
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While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice, nor sound,
Amidst their radiant orbs be found?
In Reason’s ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing, as they shine:
’The hand that made us is divine.’
Scripture: Psalm 19:1-6 Languages: English
The spacious firmament on high
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